Many viewers also seemed to notice the unusualness of the two Seekers, their eyes were all fixed on the two people under the cover of night for a moment, the decisive moment was coming, the atmosphere was a little tense for a while, but something strange happened.

There was a timid silence in the stepped stands around the runway. Although the wind was still as strong as before, it forgot to roar, as if someone had turned it off, and a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow filled the entire stadium, and on the other side of the court, a deep tide was surging like a shadow.

The sight of Harry suddenly falling from the sky frightened everyone, and a group of black monsters swooped down from the sky, like vultures rushing down to snatch a piece of carrion.

"What's that?" Draco shuddered and pointed to the unsightly shadows in the darkness, a fear that had never been transmitted from the shadows, hidden in the darkness seemed to be a source of fear filled with sin and hatred.

Sarina hid directly behind Sherlock's robe, only this place was the safest, she could see what was on it, dozens of Dementors had run here to spread the wild......

Sherlock's pupils were glowing with two black shadows, and a terrifying feeling emanated from Sherlock's body, and the silence in his body was surging excitedly, as if he was about to rush out in the next moment, and then kill all the dozens of dementors, one side was an evil dark creature, and the other side was an extremely powerful dark magic force, and the two sides were weak, and Sherlock also knew in his heart, I am afraid that even if there were hundreds of dementors, they were not the silent opponents in his body.

"Dementors."

Drawing his golden wand, Sherlock spoke with disgust, at least a few dozen Dementors had hovered down to stand near the auditorium, their faces hidden under their turbans facing the sky.

Harry was about to fall to the ground, and if he fell from such a high place, he would inevitably fall into meat sauce, but a faster red light caught Harry, it was Phoenix Fawkes, apparently Dumbledore asked the other party to do this, Harry was frightened and fainted, probably unconscious before falling.

"It seems that the lesson from the last train has not yet been remembered by you, and this time you dare to break into the school directly to find food, what an insatiable bunch of fools." Sherlock's cold tone carried a hint of mockery, and a subtle hint of killing intent appeared in his eyes.

Stretching out his wand, a bright light that pierced the sky suddenly flashed, and a golden ball of light full of magic runes was formed in the tip of the wand, which grew larger and larger, and finally became as big as a basketball, and the mysterious and complicated magic runes were like a magic formation that emitted dazzling light.

The light on Sherlock's wand was like the only light in the darkness under the dark sky, and the teachers and students in the audience stared at the vision in Sherlock's direction in amazement, wondering what powerful spell Sherlock was about to unleash!

An inexplicable majesty instantly dominated the surrounding Quidditch arena.

When the magic ball was the size of a basketball, it suddenly shrank inward, like a small sun, and as Sherlock recited the spell, he spat out the last string of incantations, 'Holy Law Judgment!' ’

The ball of light at the tip of the wand suddenly grew in size, turning into a pure white curtain of light, like a light gathering and then exploding!

This light curtain had no effect on all the teachers and students around it, and even soon enveloped the entire Quidditch arena and then continued to grow, as if it wanted to envelop the entire surrounding world.

The Dementors wandered back and forth in the light with some unease, and a large number of Dementors seemed to have the intention of leaving, and began to glide out of the field.

"Want to leave now? It's too late. Sherlock sneered, and the golden wand waved, and in the light curtain, the world had turned into a dazzling pure white...... The dementors locked inside were like ice crystals that had encountered flames, melting in the light, wailing sounded, and all the dementors completely dissolved into the light.

It was a terrible feeling to leave only a small piece of black mist drifting in the wind and disappearing, although it was the Dementors who died, but all the students felt that in this curtain of light, they also felt as if they had become little ants, as if Sherlock could easily kill them with a single consciousness, just like those Dementors who had disappeared in ashes.

Mrs. Hodge came out of shock and blew her whistle in a bit of a trance.

It has to be said that Cedric is indeed a competent Seeker, even when the arena was surrounded by a cloud of light just now, he had already taken the opportunity to find the Golden Snitch and won the game in one fell swoop.

His temperament is really very good, this time the Dementor suddenly appears in a high-profile manner, and in the end, the ashes of his fingers have not interfered with Cedric's professionalism as a Seeker at all.

"This is also magic? What exactly do we learn in school? "Hermione, who exists as a good student, even if she has long been accustomed to Sherlock's prestige and mysterious power, in everything that is happening now, especially within the huge and terrifying light curtain just now, so many Dementors have disappeared in a snap of her fingers, even Hermione, who is bold by nature, can hardly be self-contained, and continue to maintain her pride, and her mind is completely taken away by it, as if she has really experienced a divine ruling, not allowing such an evil creature as Dementors in this world to appear, and directly erase it.

In the hearts of many onlookers, when the group of dementors is wiped out, when they are in the light curtain but feel that their lives are determined by a person's consciousness, this is like the existence of absolute punishment, it is no longer a simple waving of a magic wand can be done, such a momentum is no less powerful than a miracle, such a magic, perhaps only should exist in the book record, when it shows its fangs, everyone can only look at it, as a mortal who looks up to the truth and marvels.

Perhaps the only thing to be thankful for is that this man named Sherlock Mephisto is also a member of their Hogwarts team, and is on the same side as them.

Many people are imagining that if Sherlock had been born a few decades earlier, perhaps the wizarding world would no longer be in the era when Dumbledore and Voldemort were intertwined, and geniuses could not hide the light on their bodies in any era, for these people, maybe not in the same era, even if they were lucky and sad, the existence of meteorites would only be more beautiful and brilliant when they collided and intertwined, there would not be two suns in the sky, and the king would not see the king, maybe this is fate.

And fate is often wonderful, and if it can be seen clearly, it is not worthy of the word 'fate'.